We are in Mourning.... Loss of "CB"

My oldest and most unique cat died last night. Her name was "CB" which stood for "coon bait" and she was 19 1/2 years old. She had been declining over the past 6 months but she was still eating and moving about, if slowly.
I "adopted" her when, as a 6 week old kitten, in a rainstorm, in the parking lot at work, where she was just sitting near my parking spot. There were many wild cats at the construction site and kittens were appearing spring of 1988. I immediately scooped her up knowing she wouldn't be in this world long if I didn't take her inside. Of course my poor DH didn't have much choice in the matter......
We named her CB the first week when she was on our screen porch and some raccoons broke through the screening to get to the cat food. CB would sit on a chair and watch them eat her food.
Later CB was known to be DH's mother's cat when she visited as CB would walk with her throughout the neighborhood, just like a dog, following her everywhere.

Good bye sweet friend!